BLUES ON CAMPFIRE

Eastern tailed blue landings 

on campfires

 

Campfire is my dad roasting fish he just caught, 
telling jokes, 
drinking beer, loving life.

Campfire is high mountain territory in Uganda, 
and a fire to keep the lions away.

Campfire is Woodstock I never knew 
but remember well.

Campfire is Eastern Shore, 
where the blues land.

Borboletas efemeras e azuis
nas fogueiras de acampamento.

ON THE VERGE

On the verge of some happiness

 

 

she stood perfectly still

as she watched you

as a pure color become a hue
as a pure color become
a lighter version of the blues
a tint of something
a darker shade
made out of black and white
a hue no less, but so indefinite
it qualified as definition.

On the verge of some happiness

she could not quite decide
the value of your color
the brightness
tone of your connotation
soul full moment of that second

and she stood perfectly still

on the verge of happiness
at the edge of color
and of hue